Lyrics

Uh I chase money in the fast lane I always ready ballin' when the cash came Now he tryna holla but I'm live fame Cuz ain't nobody finna treat my life name Fuck boss shit I ain't never lie Still on the game bitch I ain't never hide 416 on my gang till I die (Kings of the money and it came wit a price) I keep it too real on these hoes Got a deal on the low And I'm still in control Listen I ain't feeling you doe Imma go setter go getter Killing these shows Without a school and I'm still on the road But It's cool cuz I'm still getting dope Competing with me is a stretch for these hoes Hit the west cuz it's cold I'm just destined for gold Tell these hoes get away from me Walk through and they wave at me Your sad coz yo bitch hate me I'm getting money you ain't gotta have shady wit me I ain't doing shit for free Cuz ain't nobody did shit for me Ain't no hoe getting rich from me I'm too real you ain't gotta have shady wit me Now I'm shining and I make it shady Well bout time i swear this shit is crazy And stressing 'bout 'em ain't no fucking maybe I'm in the panic can't no nigga save me Anything I wanted I done work for it Cuz look at my life Don't take my work for it Drop tha shit and throw a hella thought for it It's get or die motherfucker or imma show for it Had a dream and achieved that shit She an undercover fan don't believe that bitch She be shady all the time nigger leave that bitch Hear my song while I'm shopping like me that bitch My team fly homie we dat shit Charisma calling like I need that hit I smoke a roach like I need that hit Tell her fuck it lets go homie we got diss Tell these hoes get away from me Walk through and they wave at me Your sad cuz yo bitch hate me I'm getting money ain't gotta have shady wit me I ain't doing shit for free Cuz ain't nobody did shit for me Ain't no hoe getting rich from me I'm too real you ain't gotta have shady wit me
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